Eliza Rickman
Dove of Mine
Roaring, rolling down we fall
Oh, I come when you call
Oh, I come when you call
Well, back it up and hide your eyes
Turn your face to the wall
Turn your face to the wall
Dove of mine
Bury me, I lost my mind
I’ll hide under the snow
Deep down under the snow
Well, bat my eyes and rub my nose
When you come and you go
Don’t you come and you go
Dove of mine
Spin ‘round, shudder now to think
When you told me goodbye
Don’t you tell me goodbye
Well, by the sword we live and die
But you never know why
No, you never know why
Thou wilt drop out
Dove of mine